The smell of old spice, a flag cap on the dashWindows slowed down in the wind, white lights flying pastSinging along with the radio, a little latitudeHanging on to that steering wheel was the man who hung the moonUsed to wrap my hands around his little fingerTurns out he was wrapped around my eyeHe said you can be anything you want to in this great big worldBut I'm always gonna beDaddy's little girlHe always used to tell me, don't grow up too fastLove will come and love will go, your first won't be your lastI didn't always listen when he gave me adviceNow I hate to admit it, but that man was always rightUsed to wrap my hands around his little fingerTurns out he was wrapped around my eyeHe said you can be anything you want to in this great big worldBut I'm always gonna beDaddy's little girlDaddy's little girlWhen I count my blessings, I know where to startHe might not hold my hand no more, but he'll always, always hold my heartUsed to wrap my hands around his little fingerTurns out he was wrapped around my eyeHe said you can be anything you want to in this great big worldBut I'm always gonna beYes, I'm always gonna beDaddy's little girlDaddy's little girlDaddy's little girl